Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

Jiang Nian estimated that Ji Ming should be patrolling on the fourth floor at this time, so he activated the [Fishing] skill,

"Hey, how do the villagers close their eyes?"

"You don't know this?" Li Hua closed his eyes, "Just like this, close your eyes and wait for God to say open them."

Ji Ming appeared at the classroom door, looking serious.

"Li Hua!"

"What's been going on with you lately? You're just sleeping through self-study sessions!"

"Get out!"

Li Hua opened his eyes, looking bewildered.

"Huh?"

He slowly stood up, lowered his voice, and muttered to Jiang Nian.

"No way, this can actually get caught?"

Jiang Nian pinched his own chin, thought over all the sad things in his life to barely hold back his laughter.

This fishing skill is such a waste, it would be a shame not to use it to mess with Li Hua.

Qianbao's deskmate glanced at him, seeing through the whole situation.

"You're really bad, messing with the team leader again."

Jiang Nian tapped the side of Zhang Ningzhi's leg and pointed at her.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Zhang Ningzhi immediately rubbed her thigh, grumbling. After glaring at Jiang Nian, she turned her head to continue solving problems.

Absolutely wicked.

Jiang Nian indeed wasn't a good person. Halfway through the evening self-study, seeing Li Hua was let back, he encouraged him to play cards.

Li Hua didn't do his homework, completely relying on his talent to mess around. Upon hearing, he immediately got excited, calling out to people nearby to join in.

He asked a few people, but they all shook their heads.

"Play cards, my ass, I have a pile of homework not done."

"Get lost! How do you play during self-study time?"

"Trying to show off, huh? Come on, let me help you show off. Byd Li Hua, isn't it great not having to do homework?"

"I think we should stop playing Werewolf Kill, and play Aruba Li Hua after self-study."

"Agreed."

Li Hua's attempt to show off was seen through and drowned out by criticisms. He immediately hugged his head. Let out a sharp cry.

"Chi Shi, Chi Shi!"

He really had no choice, so he had to write some homework to pass the time.

To this, Jiang Nian was very pleased.

Gotcha!

Monday evening self-study had no other tasks, just checking answers. The test papers from the weekly test were to be discussed the next day, but there were exceptions sometimes.

For instance, if the quality of the paper was poor, then just a few questions were discussed before ending the session.

Otherwise, with salary-stealing teachers like Qianbao. If it's too simple and couldn't just skip, Jiang Nian would have to give the lesson, openly wasting time.

By contrast, Qingbao was very diligent.

Jiang Nian was checking answers while discussing wrong questions with Zhang Ningzhi. The evening self-study time quickly passed, and it was almost time to finish class.

He felt somewhat unsatisfied when he turned his head and saw Li Hua sleeping on the desk.

He couldn't help but choke up, byd talent truly was something.

After school.

Jiang Nian saw the two girls on the third floor, still entering and leaving together, their relationship was incredibly good.

Song Xiyun only needed to consider whether to live with Xu Qianqian, while Jiang Nian, the pervert, had much more to consider.

The students flooded out of the school gate after self-study, bustling with noise and excitement.

The two girls were walking ahead, speaking softly to each other. Their shadows stretched out under the streetlight. Once they seemed to have finished talking, they stopped and waited for someone.

Xu Qianqian glanced at him for a moment then rolled her eyes.

"You walk like a turtle."

"I wish I were a turtle, at least I wouldn't be afraid of getting stabbed." Jiang Nian muttered, "Do you have something to say?"

"Yeah, Xiyun's mom is planning to go to another city," Xu Qianqian said, "Her home is far from school, so..."

Song Xiyun: "My mom suddenly told me this afternoon..."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian was slightly surprised.

He originally thought such a big decision, Zhao Qiuxue would at least take some time to consider. He didn't expect a decision to be made this quickly.

But thinking about it carefully, it made sense. If they dragged it out any longer, it would be the end of the year. After the New Year, it would still take at least a couple of months to go out.

"When are they leaving?"

"In a few days, I haven't decided yet," Xu Qianqian answered, "Anyway, later I will have a companion at home."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian nodded.

"Indeed."

Xu Qianqian often stayed at home alone. During holidays she could play with Song Xiyun, but come night, she was stuck.

No matter how outgoing, people will have moments of feeling down sometimes.

Even though Jiang Nian didn't mind volunteering to share a bed, it seemed Xu Qianqian was not okay with that, having a close friend and roommate was also good.

Jiang Nian supported the idea, after all, three people would be lively.

The group strolled to the alley entrance.

Jiang Nian stopped in front of the convenience store, "Since it's basically settled, let's buy some snacks and drinks to celebrate."

The two girls exchanged looks, unsure of what trick he was up to.

Xu Qianqian said, "But I'm not hungry."

"Me too," Song Xiyun echoed.

"Then let's buy some drinks, we should celebrate anyway." Jiang Nian almost couldn't hold back, still thinking about back stepping.

If it doesn't work, a massage would be fine too.

Back when reciting "Song of Everlasting Regret", he just cursed Bai Juyi for writing so long. Once he experienced it, he understood what's like to be a king.

Even the playful back stepping was this enjoyable, can't imagine in private, seeing two beautiful girls dancing must be something.

In a private space, the girl's soft bodies danced elegantly, charm and grace intertwining while the ambiguity openly entwines like honey in the air.

The king neglects morning court, becoming tangible from this moment.

"Jiang Nian?"

"Hmm?" He snapped back, realizing he was standing in the convenience store, with two girls staring at him in confusion.

"Wh... what's wrong?"

Qianqian was speechless and commented.

"What's wrong with you? You started spacing out in front of the shelf."

"Yeah, suddenly you started laughing," Song Xiyun added, "and then drooled, you scared us to death."

"Hey, making a fuss over nothing," Jiang Nian coughed, "I was just hungry, thinking of something delicious. What's wrong with spacing out?"

Hearing this, the two girls looked at each other.

"Like a simpleton."

"Indeed."

"Chi Shi Chi Shi!" Jiang Nian mimicked Li Hua's catchphrase, "Don't stay here, pick what you want."

"Let's choose this drink, you guys take two bottles."

Qianqian glanced at him, "No way."

"I'll have a Coke," Song Xiyun grabbed a bottle of Coke and rushed to pay for the goods this time.

"Jiang Nian got off easy, he should have paid!" Qianqian said.

"What's wrong with mooching a bit?" Jiang Nian retorted.

Song Xiyun stuttered nervously, "Since... since it's to celebrate that, it... it makes more sense for me to pay."

"That's true, let's go then." Qianqian linked arms with Song Xiyun and was the first to walk into the alley, chatting quietly.

Jiang Nian carried the bags following behind, thinking to himself that they still lacked rapport.

....

After going upstairs.

The three went straight to Qianqian's home, laying out the snacks and drinks they'd bought in the living room.

With a hiss, the soda bottles were opened and poured into glasses. Under the light, the three-colored glasses clinked together.

With a ding, it gave off a crisp sound.

"Cheers!" (x3)

Everyone chatted happily over drinks. Jiang Nian never brought up the back massage thing; he knew it would be a no-go if he did.

The intent would be too obvious, and the atmosphere would get awkward.

Once it gets awkward, it's over.

Who knows, in the end, the massage wouldn't happen. Going back, unable to solve problems, waking up in the middle of the night and slapping yourself.

So damn stupid!

Not bringing it up at all wouldn't work either.

Even if Qianqian remembered, she would never mention it. Not because it's Qianqian, but because girls are like that.

Reserved, that's the first principle.

Except for Han Xiao.

The atmosphere is strange; the more you try to steer it in a specific direction, often the less it works, unless it involves an Enchanting Demon.

Anyway, Enchanting Demons always steer things in one direction, so it's not quite a reference.

Jiang Nian's approach was to say less and observe more, letting the two girls talk. He would chime in appropriately during lulls.

The atmosphere was neither too hot nor too cold, overall joyful and exhilarating.

People want to express themselves, especially after being stifled at school all day. Often campus residents would have late-night chats in the dorm.

The current atmosphere was similar to a late-night chat.

When they went home, the sky was gloomy; just after they toasted, the weather cooperated. A rumbling of dry thunder followed by night rain fell.

Pattering, against the windows.

"Qianqian, it's raining!"

"Really!"

The two girls excitedly ran to the balcony to watch the rain, and Jiang Nian followed. Not too close, he stood some distance away.

The national folks are into this game, seemingly hesitant yet eager.

If you want red dates, you shouldn't mention them. Talk about something else, make them guess, and then casually have the red dates.

"It's really raining?" Jiang Nian said.

The two girls were still immersed in the excitement of watching the rain, turned at the sound. Seeing him standing at the French window, they couldn't help but pause.

Being too close feels "ambiguous," and ambiguity among three people gets awkward.

Awkwardness leads to clumsiness.

Jiang Nian standing at the French window, he could see the rain but was a suitable distance away. In the girls' perception, they were in control.

Immediately, Qianqian and Song Xiyun exchanged a glance.

Burst into laughter.

That interesting emotion, like the night rain, acted as an invisible lubricant among the three.

Also like a silk thread, guiding the "controller" to do bolder things than usual.

"Can you see it clearly there?"

"The rain is drifting in."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian nodded.

"I have 5.0 vision in both eyes, I heard nearsightedness is hereditary. Just don't know if good vision is."

Qianqian snorted at that.

"Dreaming again."

Song Xiyun just turned back and smiled, the pitch-black night behind her. Her hair was lifted by the wind and rain, the strands softly sticking to her face.

"Probably not."

The two girls came back from the balcony, shutting the French window with a thunk. The noise of the wind and rain gradually faded away.

Yet the atmosphere before wasn't interrupted, it subtly continued.

"I don't know why, rain makes me so happy," Song Xiyun said. "Especially... during class in the classroom."

Jiang Nian lay on the sofa, responding.

"It's more free, class is too stifling. Didn't ancient people like writing about rain too, as rain could interrupt many things."

Qianqian suddenly remarked.

"The one that sticks with me the most is, 'A cry from the phoenix tree marks the advent of autumn, a speck from the plantain strikes a chord of sorrow. Dropping on lamp flowers, the chess game remains unfinished.'"

"Why don't we play some Go?"

That's how the atmosphere was lifted, Song Xiyun willingly agreed, and Jiang Nian, although he didn't say it, also consented.

He alternated beating them both in a couple of rounds, the living room alive with noise. Seeing the two girls thoroughly enjoy themselves, he suddenly said in the end.

"Hey, Qianqian, where's my back massage?"